#i had this queue'd for later but fuck it

[itstheelvenjedi]

4/27/23 EDIT TO ADD: I'm disabling reblogs on this part of the post as per the advice of someone in the tags to prevent it from going around and getting out of hand but obligatory disclaimer that this is NOT an accurate post to my current state of mind. In absolute simplest terms: I'm both physically disabled and ND, and the past 2 years have been a very shitty time for me with a lot of trauma and ableism etc. etc. BUT which ultimately helped me to grow into a more emotionally mature person who absolutely would not have said these things. It's not an excuse but it is context, and if I had known (didn't remember I queue'd this and the first I knew it existed was when I woke up and checked this tumblr for the first time in almost 3 weeks and I had almost 100 notes on a single post LMAO) it was there, I would have deleted it before it got posted. I've made another post in a reblog chain >HERE< that goes into this but this is like a TL;DR if you will. You can also find a stand-alone post with the copy-paste of the ammendment >HERE< or in my pinned post (I'll leave it here for a while and take it down later once this blows over)

EDIT #2: currently trying to figure out how to disable replies but can't seem to so I'm putting this at the TOP of the damned post instead because there's still a handful of people that think it's appropriate to make nasty comments without actually READING the ammendment, I'm sorry if I sound cranky it's been a long day, I am v tired & running out of ways to say the word "sorry" lol

The thing that gets me about the "oh wanting a cure for the incurable disability that ruins my life is not ableism ACSHUALLY!!!" crowd is

Yes babes, yes it is. That's a lil nugget called ✨internalised ableism✨ and ya know something? ITS STILL ABLEISM

You can put a pretty red bow with polka dots and frills on a pig as much as you like but it's STILL A FUCKING PIG and NOTHING You do will change that

But most of yall aren't ready for that conversation ig.

It's hard. It's a very hard thing to confront, realise and accept but it IS. and ableists EVERYWHERE will use that as a pro-eugenics gotcha. You're not just hurting yourself you're hurting other disabled people too.

ABLE BODIED PEOPLE DO NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THIS POST. YOU ARE NOT DISABLED AND YOU ARE NOT QUALIFIED TO TALK ABOUT WHAT IS OR IS NOT DIFFICULT FOR DISABLED PEOPLE. Able bodied ND people may add stuff if you want but be aware if you try to derail physically disabled additions w/ "buh muh ND ish awso a disabiwity" I will straight up block you. Yall ALWAYS do that and I am tired of it. Just don't be an asshole about your additons if you're going to make any or stay quiet too.

#the queue is strong with this one #elven rants #actually disabled #tw: ableism #tw: internalized ableism #ya know what im tired of being quiet about this #it needs to be fucking said #and realising this on my own journey was a huge hurdle for me to get over so trust #*me i KNOW. and i KNOW some of u are gonna read what ive said here and immediately get mad #but take a step back for a second...and ask yourself WHY youre mad

[xaykwolf]

'feminiscu' is marked as red by Shinigami Eyes FYI!

I was so confused cuz I reached the end of my dash from last night and never saw them, but uh...

Turns out if something's in your queue from someone and you later block them, it still posts the queue'd thing but you CAN'T SEE IT ON YOUR DASH.

So yeah, I had to scroll through my blog to find it, but it's gone now, and that shouldn't happen again (from that person anyway...fucking MOBILE doesn't have those beautiful shinigami eyes...)

#xzeihoranth #Asks #Thanks For The Catch 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

[whumperooni]

Little Omega being distressed so her Aloha rubs herself all over her to cover her in his scent before fucking her for hours and knotting her over and over so she forgets everything that makes her feel bad, imma let you choose which character fits the scenario I trust you

ty ty ty for your trust nonny ♡♡♡

sorry i took so long getting to this! it’s a little short, but I hope it’s okay!

Pairing: Kirishima x Reader

Tags/Warnings: a/b/o, knotting, crybaby reader, somft

Word count: 1.1k

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It’s been a bad day. A really, really bad day. So bad that you exploded into tears whenever you got home. So bad that hiccuping sobs had you shaking as you curled up into bed, hugged a pillow to your chest.

Nothing went right today. Nothing has gone right all week, actually. It’s been so awful and you’ve tried to keep your head up, but being yelled at by your boss and being humiliated in front of your peers finally broke you and now you can’t do anything more than sniffle and whimper, cry like a pathetic little thing.

You’re still crying by the time your alpha gets home- still bawling like a child whenever he strolls into the apartment and calls out your name. You try to compose yourself- you really do- but even with your efforts you can’t stop and your alpha wanders into the bedroom to find tears streaming down your cheeks, distress and upset radiating off of you in thick waves.

“Oh, baby, what’s wrong?”

Everything is wrong, but you can’t get it out- all you can do is hiccup out a sob as your alpha approaches, whine and throw yourself on him when he gets close enough for you to do so.

“Baby?”

You sniffle and you burrow your head into his broad chest, spill tears all over his sweatshirt. Having him so close means you’re engulfed in his scent and that helps a little, at least- your shoulders still shake and your lips still tremble, but your crying slows as you inhale the scent of cloves and musk, leather and the slight hint of metal he carries.

“Alpha!”

Large arms wrap around you and lips find your hair, a hand slips down until scarred fingers can find your chin and tilt your wet face up.

You can’t quite see him through your blurry gaze- tears obscure your vision and leave it almost useless, block out nearly everything but the concerned crimson that peers down at you.

“Did my baby have a bad day?” Kirishima asks- worry in the question, scent strong as he hugs you tighter to his chest.

You nod and you manage to warble out a pathetic little “uhhuh” and Kirishima frowns- deep enough that you can see it despite the tears in your eyes.

He climbs onto the bed and pulls you right back against his chest, starts to scent over you heavily in an attempt to calm you down.

It works- it always works- and soon enough you’re just sniffling against him, curling your fingers into his shirt as you let out soft, upset whimpers.

“What happened, baby?” he asks, coaxes. “Tell alpha all about it.”

And you do- the words come pouring out in a babble.

You tell him about your boss and the way he had screamed at you for a simple mistake. You tell him about the new coworker that’s been a bit too handsy with you. You tell him about how you spilled coffee all over your new dress and you tell him about how you were shoved to the ground by a mean alpha.

You tell him everything and Kirishima listens quietly, holds you closer whenever you sniffle and pets over your hair with a loving hand.

“My poor little omega,” he murmurs whenever you finally finish spilling out every little injustice of the week. “You’ve had such a bad week. Why didn’t you tell me about it?”

“Didn’t- didn’t want to bother you,” you whine out. “Didn’t want to worry alpha.”

A huff sounds and Kirishima starts to scent over you again, rubs his hand over your back as he does.

“You never bother me,” he tells you. “Never. You shoulda told me about everything earlier, sweetheart.”

“I- I’m sorry...”

Kirishima shushes you and he lets you nuzzle into him, presses kisses to your hair whenever another sniffle escapes you.

“You don’t have to be sorry,” he says, voice soft and sincere. “Just let me make it better, kay? Alpha will make you forget all about your bad week.”

Make you forget? Oh, you want that- you want that so bad.

You nod and he hums, strokes over your hair once more before doting a kiss upon you.

“Lay back, baby.”

You obey him and lay back onto the bed, bite your lip as he runs adoring eyes over you. The touch to your thigh has you squirming, just a bit, but you still whenever he rubs it, whenever he runs his rough hand up high and pushes your shirt over your hips.

“Just sit back and relax,” he tells you. “Alpha’s gonna take care of you.”

And he does. He eats you out until you’re mewling and creaming on his face, fingers you until you’re almost dizzy with the pleasure his thick fingers bring. The way his cock fills you dashes away the stress of the week and the way he has you so easily coming on his dick has eradicates all the bad memories that had you sobbing before.

“Al- Alpha!”

“I’m here, baby. I’ve got you.”

He really does.

He has you as he pushes his fat knot into you and he has you as you’re trembling and whining. He has you as he fills you and he holds you so very close- big arms wrapped around your body and his hips grinding against you, fucking his cum deep inside as you mewl and clench around his cock.

He grinds into you as you fall apart underneath him and he fucks you again when his knot goes down, repeats the process again and again until you’re a limp, soft mess that can’t think, can’t do anything besides whimper out soft sounds of pleasure, until you’re so blissed out that all you can do is cum and ruin the sheets with your slick, until you’re so lost in the haze that you can’t keep your eyes open.

He takes care of you and he does as he promised- he erases the bad week from your mind and he fucks you until everything but him is gone, until all you can focus on is his cock and his scent and the way you’re so very full.

When he’s finally done, Kirishima gathers you in his arms and deposits you on the couch, lets you snooze away as he changes the sheets and cleans off the cum clinging to your cunt, the drool dried on your chin.

You don’t wake as he carries you to bed and you only sigh when he curls himself around you, nestle against him with a smile as he scents over your sleeping form.

Your dreams that night are soft and hazy- sweet and beautiful. You smile as your dream, so happy, and all you can do the next day is drift about in a pleasant little fog- your alpha’s scent clinging to you and the feeling of everything being okay keeping you buoyant even with the tiny bits of trouble and stress that try to trip you up.

#kirishima x reader #rooni's shit #Anonymous #i had this queue'd for later but fuck it #it's somft time